Blackfeather Woods only a madman likes the pain

The girl was somewhat surprised about Cicero's words that she was allowed to hurt him. The somewhat part was only because she knew he liked poisons on himself, so her attacking him was partly to test if he really liked the pain. Her pale eyes looked at him. She just attacked him, but did she like attacking him? She just wanted others to feel her pain and despair.

He called her Kendra, but she was not sure if she still wanted to be called that. Her purple tipped tail flickered in agitation. Though the words that she might kill him, could kill him was something that did something to her. It made her feel a bit of dislike for it. She might not have trust that her older siblings would stay around yet she did not want to kill him. She just wanted others to feel her pain, it was not her fault they died because of it.

She flattened her ears more as she looked at her so called brother with a steely gaze. Her conflicting thoughts vanishing a bit more behind her steely gaze. She didn't know if she had answers to his questions. "I just want everyone else to feel my hurt," she commented, and she felt like she could only express that my making them feel actual pain.